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And tonight of all nights there was no way this could be     resisted.

As if both were under the same crazy spell they started to tug     at each other’s clothes.

Lottie pulled roughly at the buttons of his shirt sliding her     hands inside, across the muscular planes of his chest, the hair coarse beneath     her fingertips, his nipples tightening under her touch. Slipping the shirt over     his shoulders, she started on his suit trousers, pulling down the zipper and     easing them over his hips. They pooled on the floor around his ankles, revealing     the straining boxer shorts. Oh, yes! She ran her hand over the huge     swell of his member, which was trying to force its way free, and felt him clench     beneath her touch.

Rafael moved away fractionally, standing on one leg and then     the other to rip off his socks and kick the pile of discarded clothes to one     side. Then he turned his attention to Lottie, gripping her shoulders and     spinning her around. With trembling hands he lowered the zipper of her dress,     peeling it open to expose the satin-smooth sweep of her back, the neat curve of     her waistline, the pert roundness of her bottom beneath skimpy white panties. He     let the dress slither to the floor and turned Lottie to face him again.

She looked so damned hot, standing there, her chin raised in     some sort of defiance, wearing nothing but a bra and panties, with a violet     flash in her eyes that said not so much Take me as I challenge you         not to take me—a challenge that Rafael already knew he had lost.

Stepping forward, he lowered his head to the level of her     breasts, trailing light kisses over the softness of the flesh above her bra     before homing in on the channel of cleavage, plundering it with his tongue.

Lottie gripped at his hair, pulling him closer, the touch of     his lips on her breasts sending waves of exquisite pleasure through her body.     She wanted more. Now.

Unfastening her bra, Rafe let it fall to the ground between     them as he cupped her breasts, first one and then the other, pushing them     upwards so he could take her nipples in his mouth, his hot breath shrinking them     to shrivelled peaks of longing even before his lips had circled them, his teeth     had grazed their hardness.

He let his tongue trail down her chest, feeling her stomach     muscles clenching violently as he passed her tummy button and reached the top of     her panties. Moving a hand to either side of her hips, he yanked them down with     a single movement and cast them to one side. Then, putting his hands back on her     hips, he shifted sideways until he was in the perfect position to slide his     tongue inside her.

She was so wet. Her body was such a giveaway it was almost     embarrassing. If she had wanted to play it cool, pretend in any way that she     could take him or leave him, she’d have had no chance. Rafael only had to touch     her, initiate the very first moment of lovemaking, and her body started     screaming at him to take her. Now she was standing there so turned on she was     literally trembling, arching her body to increase the pressure of his tongue     against her, her head thrown back with indecent abandon, her fingers buried and     tugging at his hair as his tongue increased in pressure, sending spasms of     yearning pleasure shooting through her.

As the first shudders of orgasm started to roll through her she     felt him stop, come up to a standing position, rip off his boxer shorts and     press the steel rod of his erection hard against her stomach.

‘No, cara...’ Rafael’s voice was a deep sexy whisper.     ‘Not yet.’

Scooping her off her feet, he crossed the few steps to the     sofa, laying her down, ready to cover her body with his own. But, sliding     across, Lottie made room for him beside her, before quickly wriggling on top of     him. She wanted to do it her way this time. And as she looked down into     his eyes she could see that he had no intention of stopping her.

Pure, unadulterated desire flashed between them. An unstoppable     force.

Spreading her legs, she reached for his throbbing shaft,     holding it against the tight, warm wetness of her need. With a low moan she felt     Rafael shift beneath her and the tip of his penis enter her. She shivered     erotically. She needed him inside her now—the whole of him, not just the swell     of the tip but his entire length, thrust deep, deep inside her.